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[[ Okay! Let me just say that for once, I am so happy how this came out. ]]

Name:
Patricia "Patch" Needle

Age:
17 years old.

Year:
Junior.

Possessions:
1.) Retainer bow and retainer for spaced teeth. ( Has had for 5 years, would've stopped but afraid they'll go back the way they were. )
2.) Old touch phone. Duct taped and decorated with charms.
3.) Hem pins. ( Tends to hem her skirt because of her growth spurts, so every so often she lets the hem down a few inches and tacks it up with pins. )
4.) ID, keys and Jump drive holder. ( Goes with her everywhere, usually she has it around her neck or a few times around her wrist.)
5.) Spear jewelry. ( She tends to misplace them when taking them out for gym or physical activities, so she always has spears in her bag or where ever. )
6.) Presario Jr. ( This is her lucky pen, and she has had it since 4th grade. No significance to luck or anything but makes her happy. )

Gender:
Female

Height:
5"12

Part-time Job(s):
She works at a dressmaker's shop, in the bear by town.
She also works as a waitress at a local drive-up-dinner.

Personality: She looks the part of someone mean but honestly that is not the case. She loves to meet new people and is always getting involve in the school, rather it be helping kids out with tutoring or setting up for athletic games. She is always open minded and cares for those around, but think her not as a push over because when crossed, your chances have been lost.

History/Bio:
She was born into a family of 13, in a little town no one has ever heard off. and she was so ugly everyone died. the end. She was not rich, she was not poor, but she was also not middle class. The family didn't have money troubles but with 12 kids, money was tight. Her father was a lumberjack while her mother made money by tailoring clothing out of their home. She wasn't in school until the age of nine and with only knowing ABCs she was far behind, but she wanted to learn so she pushed herself. Starting off in school was great for her, but wouldn't last long. A few month afterward of joining school she was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors said they would be able to treat it and they did, but her hair, sadly, would never come back and if it did it would only comes back in sparse sections, so she constantly shaves her head down to a peach fuzz almost.
Around the age where she would decide where she wanted to go to high school, her mother passed away. With that news she fled to her Aunt Orca's because she blamed her father for the abuse her put on her.
Soon she sent in application to high schools and awaited their answer, not knowing of what was coming.

Likes: Competitive sports, interesting facts, old movies.

Dislikes: People automatically judging her for being a bully or being mean because of her looks.

Classes:
Art
Drama
Physics
Music
History

Clubs:
TBA

Sports Teams:
Volleyball
Gymnastics

Roommates:
(Olive)
[[ one last thing. okay. I am really sorry about her skirt. I know it's really high and at the time I didn't think so, but now I;m regretting it but I don't want to undo anything. so sorry. ;n; ]]

Description
[[ Okay! Let me just say that for once, I am so happy how this came out. ]]

Name:
Patricia "Patch" Needle

Age:
17 years old.

Year:
Junior.

Possessions:
1.) Retainer bow and retainer for spaced teeth. ( Has had for 5 years, would've stopped but afraid they'll go back the way they were. )
2.) Old touch phone. Duct taped and decorated with charms.
3.) Hem pins. ( Tends to hem her skirt because of her growth spurts, so every so often she lets the hem down a few inches and tacks it up with pins. )
4.) ID, keys and Jump drive holder. ( Goes with her everywhere, usually she has it around her neck or a few times around her wrist.)
5.) Spear jewelry. ( She tends to misplace them when taking them out for gym or physical activities, so she always has spears in her bag or where ever. )
6.) Presario Jr. ( This is her lucky pen, and she has had it since 4th grade. No significance to luck or anything but makes her happy. )

Gender:
Female

Height:
5"12

Part-time Job(s):
She works at a dressmaker's shop, in the bear by town.
She also works as a waitress at a local drive-up-dinner.

Personality: She looks the part of someone mean but honestly that is not the case. She loves to meet new people and is always getting involve in the school, rather it be helping kids out with tutoring or setting up for athletic games. She is always open minded and cares for those around, but think her not as a push over because when crossed, your chances have been lost.

History/Bio:
She was born into a family of 13, in a little town no one has ever heard off. and she was so ugly everyone died. the end. She was not rich, she was not poor, but she was also not middle class. The family didn't have money troubles but with 12 kids, money was tight. Her father was a lumberjack while her mother made money by tailoring clothing out of their home. She wasn't in school until the age of nine and with only knowing ABCs she was far behind, but she wanted to learn so she pushed herself. Starting off in school was great for her, but wouldn't last long. A few month afterward of joining school she was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors said they would be able to treat it and they did, but her hair, sadly, would never come back and if it did it would only comes back in sparse sections, so she constantly shaves her head down to a peach fuzz almost.
Around the age where she would decide where she wanted to go to high school, her mother passed away. With that news she fled to her Aunt Orca's because she blamed her father for the abuse her put on her.
Soon she sent in application to high schools and awaited their answer, not knowing of what was coming.

Likes: Competitive sports, interesting facts, old movies.

Dislikes: People automatically judging her for being a bully or being mean because of her looks.

Classes:
Art
Drama
Physics
Music
History

Clubs:
TBA

Sports Teams:
Volleyball
Gymnastics

Roommates:
(Olive)
[[ one last thing. okay. I am really sorry about her skirt. I know it's really high and at the time I didn't think so, but now I;m regretting it but I don't want to undo anything. so sorry. ;n; ]]